This fellow greets me each time I take this particular morning run path - summer, fall, winter, spring, he is there. I always think he's been waiting for me, kind of a lonely fellow. He's the only horse in this corral. He needs a goat or a cat to keep him company. …An update on the latest winged siblings. The doves have already flown. They worked their way to the fence and tree limbs, but returned in the evening, the two children and mom in their basket. But last night there was no one home in the basket. These two were apparently anxious to get out on their own!